Streams of cool liquid water flow into the wetsuit.

The river water poured in quickly, and for a moment it flowed down Li Yunlong's nostrils and mouth.

"Ahem........."

Li Yunlong's choked throat and eyes were full of river water.

He swam forward desperately, and the wound on his arm was soaked in water, and there was a faint pain.

Zhang Dabiao and Monk Wei panicked when they saw Li Yunlong's diving suit being torn.

Fortunately, Li Yunlong is familiar with water, and if he were someone else, he would be choked to death in the river.

Along the winding Ox River, Li Yunlong just held his breath and swam forward desperately.

Gradually, he lost consciousness.

The next day, early in the morning, Guo Dagang, a villager in Xiawa Village, passed along the path in the field with a hoe on his shoulder, and saw a man washed to the shore by the river.

He trembled with fright, thinking that he would not meet a dead man in the morning!

His legs were limp, and he put down the hoe in his hand like a snail, and walked slowly.

He tiptoed over to the fainting Li Yunlong and touched his hand to Li Yunlong's person.

"Oh, my mom is here, still alive, still alive, I see that this person is still wearing the gray military uniform of the Eighth Route Army"

The common people are water, and the Eighth Route Army is fish.

When Li Yunlong opened his eyes, it was already ten in the evening of the next day.

Guo Dagang's old mother bent her waist and came to the window with a decoction.

"Comrade of the Eighth Route Army, you are awake, wake up!"

"Thank you, auntie, for saving me," Li Yunlong said gratefully.

"This is unacceptable, you Eighth Route Army are all devil-fighting people, and they are the hope of our common people," the old woman muttered.

"What the eldest lady said is that our Eighth Route Army is a team that fights devils, a team that specializes in killing devils"

"My name is Li Yunlong, thank you"

"Li Yunlong"

As soon as he heard these three words, a trace of joy appeared on Guo Dagang's face, you are the living king of Hades who is famous in my village, and the little devil is afraid when he sees you.

"Hell, Living Hades, haha......"

"I heard that the devil's bullets can't hurt you when they see you and go around," Guo Dagang said in disbelief.

"Huh! The outside world says that I am Li Yunlong, ha, I also grew up eating wowotou and drinking cold water, a mortal, and the outside is all nonsense"

The old woman was very happy, but she didn't expect that she would still be a big official after saving Balu.

"Gang'er, you see that people are fighting devils in the Eighth Road, and Captain Li is a hero, if you can also participate in the Eighth Road, how happy you should be for your mother!"

"Mother, my son doesn't want to be a soldier, my son wants to marry Cuihua, let Cuihua give birth to a big white fat grandson to my mother, and we will live together" Guo Dagang swore that he would like to express his thoughts.

"Son, this is a small family, what my mother wants is everyone," the old woman said righteously.

"Auntie, Da Gang's idea is good, our Eighth Route Army is a disciplined army, Da Gang is the only male in the family, we don't want such an only child to participate"

Li Yunlong said bitterly.

"Yes, yes............ What Captain Li said was"

Mother understands it, then in a few days, I will let you and Cuihua get married, and when the Guo family has a future, Dagang will definitely go to the battlefield to kill devils.

"What the eldest lady said is reasonable, I, Li Yunlong, thank you, Auntie"

"Head Li, lie down, lie down, politely, the Eighth Road is the hope of our farmers"

Li Yunlong rested at Guo Dagang's house for the night, and as soon as it was dawn the next day, Li Yunlong got up and prepared to leave.

He didn't wake up the sleeping old woman and Guo Dagang, who only had a small ideal, took some dry food that he hadn't eaten yesterday and went out.

Since Zhang Dabiao and Monk Wei dived, they returned to the Independent Regiment and turned the political commissar Zhao Gang and the 2nd and 3rd Battalions of the Independent Regiment to look for Li Yunlong.

Along the downstream riverbank, carefully searched, and after looking for a few days, there was no trace, some people said that Li Yunlong had been choked to death by the river and sank to the bottom of the river, and some people said that he was a little devil's little Yama who could not die and would come back sooner or later.

Li Yunlong changed into civilian clothes and cautiously walked towards the station of the Independent Regiment along the way.

At this time, without the leadership of Li Yunlong, the independent regiment had already exploded.